Men BRAG about the woman who pay for them and treat them like Kings ...
But these types of men aren't generally the ones most women who have high standards date.
Being back on the OLD scene and wary that it's only going to get harder the further up my 30s I go, I've been genuinely trying to understand where I've gone wrong and how I can try a different approach without acting or pretending to be what I'm not.
What I've learned is that my biggest mistake was thinking that the traits I looked for and was attracted to in a man where the same traits that kind of man would find attractive in a woman. So if he's educated I should be, and I should definitely tell him about my very important career and mention the successful business I started because I'd like him to be somewhat similar, and I really fancy a dry / dark sense of humour so I should really push that part of me so he thinks we're compatible. In OPs case all the people saying they love her writing and sense of humour and they would definitely date her, and I feel the same, but OPs probably not looking for a 25-40yo female mumsnetter who finds that kinda IDGAF dare I say masculine sense of humour clever and attractive.
And that's sorta where I think OPs mum (and the many people who say it) are half right. It's not about changing who you are - it's about the way you choose to frame things. What does the man I really want actually want?
Earlier on OP said she couldn't bring herself to come across as needy and I've always thought similar but actually, who doesn't like to feel needed and wanted? "Needy" doesn't have to be the poor me / damsel in distress act, and it doesn't have to be unhealthy. The last relationship I had we remained friends and I saw that he'd gotten straight into a relationship with someone after he'd told me he wasn't ready for one. This was what flicked the switch in my brain - what am I doing wrong here? Why doesn't he want me? I'm all the things you should absolutely want. I don't need your money or your house or your car, I don't need you here every night because I have all my own stuff. I've done everything right!!!
So I just asked him. Explained I didn't want this to keep happening and could he please just tell me honestly about her and does he have reasons why she was relationship material and I wasn't. To cut a very long story short she made him feel wanted and needed and I just didn't do that enough. He didn't actually give a fuck about her min wage job or her little rented bedsit in comparison to the way she made him feel.
People will say oh well he was obviously intimidated by a real woman or insecure etc but I've known him for years and that couldn't be further from the truth. He was a catch. HVM. The type we all want to meet. And he wanted someone who I, as a woman, thought I was better than but who (to put it bluntly) was more typically female than me.
The people who want independent 30-something intellectual engineers like me are the ones I'd been dating who turned into total leeches. They would never step up because I'd basically made it clear they didn't have to. I worked full time and I built the Ikea Kallax on Saturdays while he stroked my ego and told me how amazing I was, and I felt like such a trailblazer, GO FEMINISM, fuck the patriarchy I can do everything a man can do and I won't change.... until I woke up at 30 and realised that actually, the thing I always wanted more than anything was a happy marriage and a modest home and happy children. I didn't want to be alone. I wanted to be wanted. And the men who I wanted that with want a wife, a companion, a safe space, a warm body, a good mother, and not some combination of mate / business partner / career manager / fun / I don't need anybody / modern woman I thought I needed to be to land him.
Very long (sorry!) but that's my 2c from someone who is in the same boat and trying to figure WTF I'm doing with my life. Lockdown alone was probably the lowest point in my life, and has really put into perspective what is actually important to me. I want to try my best to make sure I don't ever have to do that again.